The Dawn of Hope and the Hope of Dawn

I await the dawn
rigid with anxiety
each minute an hour
as you sleep beside me
lost in the land of Morpheus.
I cannot rest,
try talking to God
cannot hear Him.
Where is He?
No Presence felt
inside my icy heart.
Do the birds wait
like me, in despair,
for that first magenta burst
of the high and mighty sun?
Then when the first light comes
you awaken and bring tea,
I put my hand on your back
to bless you with Reiki,
as we lounge together drinking warmth.
And I feel God’s presence
and I feel joy and peace and love,
all snug in bed with you and God…
It is for these few special moments
I live.

Good to see you, Ash!! I finally wrote you but stupidly sent the email to myself. Corrected that! Thank you so much for your encouragement, Ash! This is an old thing I doctored but maybe it is a beginning. xx ellen

Dear Yisraela,
Thank you so much for your lovely comment and for your extra special news!! I am so happy for you and John and wish you every happiness!! You certainly deserve it. It’s been a long and bumpy ride, hasn’t it?
Much love,
Ellen

This work speaks poignantly to the need for relationship we all have. How urgently we need to find that conduit to the divine that our loved ones offer us… It is amazing to me how various conditions can so influence our awareness of Love. I hope you are well, and resting in warmth and light this evening.

Hi Ellen, I hear you. It has been different and similar here. No “long distance connector” for a very long time. The experience created a nihilistic outlook, and that outlook destroys any glimpses of ‘more’. I have never been a fan of hope, and that makes it even harder.
But not unlike the seasons, everything in the interior world is a wave. And now that the sun goes to sleep after 6pm already, and a daffodil wants to bloom, …
There was surrender when we caught a flu, 2 weeks ago. Seems that in my case, this surrender took away some debris of former worlds. There is a little light now, … let’s ride the wave of spring 🙂 and enjoy what comes. Light and Love are connected. We don’t know why and how, but it does not matter. You are not alone.

Well, yes, light and love are connected. I used to love the night but now… We have been sick, too. Husband is going to retire because the job is making him ill. We will have to sell our little barn in the country, alas, our connection to nature. But life will be simpler hopefully and perhaps more spiritual. Glad you see signs of spring and more light. Hope you are better. Thank you for being there. We have single digits weather F coming but spring is near. And you are just keystrokes away.